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			<title>Original Blog Entry: Doing The Dishes</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 17 Jul 2008 12:23:37 GMT</pubDate>
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			<description><![CDATA[<p>Doing the dishes<br /><br />Roger is buying his cousin&#x27;s used motorcycle. He says, My God, it&#x27;s so shiny! It&#x27;s like new! What&#x27;s your secret? His cousin says, Well, any time it&#x27;s about to rain, I coat the chrome with some Vaseline so it won&#x27;t tarnish. In fact, I won&#x27;t be needing this any longer, take my tube.<br /><br />Roger and his girlfriend are going to her parents&#x27; house for dinner for the first time, so he goes to pick her up on the motorcycle.<br /><br />As she&#x27;s getting on the bike behind him, she says, Listen, I have to tell you something. My family&#x27;s a little strange. You can&#x27;t talk during dinner. If you talk during dinner, you have to do the dishes.<br /><br />When they walk into her parents&#x27; house, not only in the kitchen, but in the dining room, the living room, on the stairs, the back porch, everywhere, there are piles and piles of dirty dishes. They haven&#x27;t done the dishes in months.<br /><br />They sit down to eat, and the whole meal, nobody talks.<br /><br />It&#x27;s the end of the meal, Roger is getting a little horny, and he figures nobody is going to say anything, so he grabs his girlfriend, and pops! her right there on the dining room table. Nobody says nothing.<br /><br />He&#x27;s still a little horny, and her mother is kind of cute, so he figures, What the hell? He throws her mother up on the table and starts to do her.<br /><br />He&#x27;s just about done with her, when he looks out the window and sees it&#x27;s starting to rain on his motorcycle. He reaches into his pocket and takes out the tube of Vaseline.<br /><br />Her father jumps up and says, All right, all right, I&#x27;ll do the f------g dishes.<br /><br />... &#x5b;&#xa0;<a href="/blogentry/23436">More</a>&#xa0;&#x5d;</p>]]></description>
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